The Four Heirs

(A/N: I don't Harry Potter, J.K.Rowling does...I just own my imagination and my brain. I did make a lot of mistakes in the last chapter. I guess I just wanted to get through the short chapter, and the fact that my brothers were breathing down my neck to get on the computer. I promise to slow down, and shoo my brothers away when they want to play there stupid Call of Duty game. I did revise Chapter Seven...I probably missed some things...my eyes are so tired.)

Chapter Eight: The Blazing Fire

The snow and sleet came whirling down, as the sky was an eerie pitch black. It was a week till December, the Quidditch games canceled until March. The fires where blazing around the whole school, trying to warm up the students who sat around them. Brooke came into the small common room shivering closing the portrait door, "It's freezing in the halls," she chattered through her remarkable shade of blue lips. She sat next to fire with Harry, snuggling up to him. "Professor Snape kept you for detention?" Ceres asked giving Brooke hot chocolate. Brooke nodded her head taking a sip of the liquid, "Yeah, I spilled my Remember potion, which turned out to be acid, all over his desk. I even burned off a patch of his clothes and almost his skin; you didn't hear him yelling at me?" Brooke winced remembering Snape's furious face yelling at her.

"I don't take potions," Ceres said simply sipping her hot chocolate. Harry and Brooke looked at her mouths, there mouths wide open, "I passed the last test last year, so I didn't have to take the field," she said simply. Harry looked at her stuttering, collecting his words he exclaimed, "You passed that test!? I got a 'U' on that!" Ceres shrugged sipping her hot chocolate and sitting next to Brooke, "Orion passed that test to, he got a whole grade higher than I did," Ceres sheepishly said staring into the fire. "I don't believe that," Brooke stubbornly said putting her arms around Harry. Ceres sighed and smiled a little, "Orion is smarter than me, and he barely has to work for his grades. I on the other hand have to study for hours on end and through out the summer," she said putting down her hot chocolate on the hearth and hugged her knees.

"Could you help me in potions?" Brooke pleaded. Ceres nodded and smiled sweetly, "Of course, you should have asked me in the beginning of the year." Brooke smiled her lips still the shade of blue when she came in, even when she was basically on top of Harry. When Harry kissed Brooke's lips it was a signal for Ceres to leave, "I'm going to go check on Draco, make sure he isn't trying to kill himself," she whispered getting up and going to Draco's room. Ceres had the heavy red afghan blanket wrapped around her, trying to warm herself up. Draco was lying next to the fire place reading a thick book, while drinking his wine. Ceres closed the door behind her and asked, "What are you reading?" She sat by Draco's side looking over his shoulder. He showed her the book cover and went back to reading Homer's Iliad ignoring Ceres. Ceres sighed and rubbed her normally cold hands together, "Are you mad at me? Is that why you've been ignoring me for a week?" she said blowing on her hands. Draco kept reading then he suddenly put his bookmark in his book and turned on his back looking up at Ceres with his steel gray eyes, "No I'm not mad," he said with a lowered voice.

The way he looked at Ceres made her breath a little faster than normal. She looked at his perfect body, his soft blonde hair lay on his fore head, his shirt was unbuttoned, with the tie around his neck, his body was lay carelessly across the blanket underneath him, and the fires bright red and orange colors showed reflected onto his pale skin. Ceres bit her lower lip and nervously spoke, "Oh, I thought you were mad at me." Draco shook his head no and gently pulled her long braid out of the blanket that was wrapped around her he undid the braid and touched her face. He sat up slowly and put his hand under her chin and kissed her softly. Gently pushing Ceres to lay on the floor he kept his lips on hers and touched her softly underneath the blanket, his soft warm touches made her skin tingle and made her cheeks blush. Her auburn hair spread across the green marble floor like a fire swallowing the forest trees. His warm body pressed against her as she wrapped her, now warm, hands around his neck running her fingers through his hair.

Voldemort stood with some of his loyal followers that where bowing there heads to him and listening to his every command. Voldemort having his body back was still weak and fragile. "Malfoy, what is the news of Harry Potter so far," he commanded. Lucius Malfoy stepped forward and looked at his Lord through his hood, "He is one of the Heirs to the houses my lord," he said coldly and bowed and stepped back in the line.

Voldemort looked at Lucius with his red eyes, "Tell me more," he said sitting back in his chair. Lucius stepped forward again and cleared his throat, "Once every one-hundred years, four seventh years are chosen from each house to be the true heirs. This turn of one-hundred years, the students that have been picked are Harry Potter, Brooke Chandler, Ceres Angstrom..." Lucius said but was cut off by Voldemort. "Those Angstroms! There still alive! I thought you destroyed them Malfoy!?" Voldemort raged pounding his fist against the chair and baring his teeth.

Lucius bowed and said, "I tried my lord, I could only get some of them." Voldemort snarled bearing his teeth at Lucius, "You did get Achilles, Malfoy or there will be punishment," he snapped gripping the arms of the chair. Lucius grinned to himself and said, "Yes, my lord, I killed him many years ago." Voldemort sat back in his chair and sighed rubbing his chin he said, "Good, who is that last heir?" The death eaters looked at each other as Lucius cleared his throat, "My son," he said loudly.

Voldemort was pleased and cackled, "We could use the boy for our own advantage, bring him to me this winter break. He will be most useful to get information out of about Potter!" Voldemort said standing up and grinning he cackled again, "Your boy could bring Potter to me! He could kill off the rest of the Angstroms! We will kill two birds with one stone! What about this Chandler girl? Is she any good?" he said rubbing his chin and pacing the floor. "No my lord, she is a mudblood, and when we do kill the Angstroms. Can you leave the Ceres girl to me, my lord?" Lucius asked standing straight as a board. Voldemort looked at Lucius and said, "You bring me your son, no excuses, and I'll let you have this Ceres Angstrom." Lucius stood back in the line, as his lord continued with the plans for the year.

Harry jolted awake his scar, for the first time of the year, he felt like some one was ripping his brain out of his skull. Harry grasped his forehead wincing trying not the wake Brooke up, he put a pillow underneath her head and went to Draco's door to tell him that he was in danger. He banged on the door and heard an annoyed, "What do you want!? If it isn't important don't bother us!" Harry's head was unclear as he said, "I need to talk to you. I had a vision, an important vision that affects you and Ceres." Draco slung the door open and looked at Harry furiously; "Is it really that important?" he lashed out. Harry nodded his head, "If your lives are important," he mumbled as Draco let him in.

Harry saw that Ceres was getting up from the floor buttoning up her shirt, "I guess I did interrupt something," he said sitting down on the couch rubbing his scar. "So!?" Draco said impatiently. Harry looked at him and shook his head, "Voldemort is planning on using you to get to me and the rest of the Angstroms," he said and looked at Ceres who was nodded, "He wants to kill the rest of the Angstrom Aurors," she said her voice quaky and filled with pain. Draco looked at Harry and crossed his arms, "Yeah and he wants to kill me, he doesn't seem too interested in Brooke," Harry said.

Draco looked at Harry and paced, "Who gave him the information about us?" Draco asked rubbing the back of his neck going through the names that could be possible. Harry thought deeply recalling the dream and said, "Your father. I think, I could only hear his voice but I know it was him. He was the one who they sent to kill Achilles. I think he was an Angstrom, my dream got a little foggy during that part." Ceres' eyes snapped and stared at Draco, "Achilles was my father and Orion's." she said her lips turned white as she pressed them together.

Draco ran his fingers through his hair, "I don't believe you," Draco said suddenly looking at Harry through his long blonde bangs. "How do I know that your telling the truth? That you're not lying about this petty dream that you had?" he said crossing his arms. Harry stood up and protested, "Because I'm not, why would I lie about some thing like that? He wants to kill us; I don't joke around with death." Draco through up his hands and walked away rubbing his head he said, "Fine, I'll let you talk." Harry snorted at Draco's comment and looked at Ceres saying, "Lucius specifically wanted to kill you, I didn't get a reason, but he asked Voldemort to leave you up to him." Ceres sat on Draco's trunk and sighed, "When he killed my dad, he left my dad's wand on the ground. So I picked it up and cursed him, I made a huge scar right down his chest so he would remember that he killed my dad." Draco sat next to Ceres, "You did that, and my little sister would ask him where he got that scar from, he always said he fell out of a tree when he was little," Draco said shaking his head remembering his sweet little sister.

"The thing is, you can't go home for winter break," Harry said staring at Draco directly. Draco shrugged, "I wasn't going home anyways," he said dryly. Harry sighed scratching the back of his head, "He will try to force you go home though." Ceres got up and threw some wood into the fire sitting in front of it she said, "Tell Dumbledore, if you don't Harry, I will. I don't want Lucius walking around the school anymore," Ceres said grabbing her cloak and throwing it on. Harry looked at her and went and grabbed his cloak, "Can you take care of Brooke, Draco?" he asked looking at the sleeping girl. Draco grunted and grabbed his wine glass and book and flopped down on the couch, "Good, we'll be back in an hour or so," Harry said and the two of them left. 'Burst into my room, interrupt our smogging session, make Ceres have cold feet again when she was just warming up to me, run off to Dumbledore's office to tell him about some petty vision. Potter has a lot of nerve.' Draco thought scowling drinking his wine opening his book. Looking at Brooke sit uncomfortable on the floor he picked her up and put her on the couch covering her up with a blanket. 'The guy doesn't even take consideration that she was sleeping on a cold marble floor.' He thought scowling sitting comfortably on the couch.

As Ceres and Harry reached Dumbledore's office there stood Lucius talking to the headmaster. "I was wondering if I could take my boy home early," he asked Professor Dumbledore semi-nicely. Ceres and Harry walked up to Professor Dumbledore interrupting Lucius. "Can we talk to you?" Harry asked rubbing his hands together. Lucius' lip curled and said, "Excuse you, but I believe I was talking first." Ceres eyes could burn a hole through Lucius' skull if it was possible she was staring so meanly at him, "I'm sorry Lucius, but your words are a waist of Professor Dumbledore's time. Like my father words to you, when he was underneath you wand," Ceres snarled at Mr. Malfoy. Lucius looked at her like it was some surprise, "My-my aren't you angry, you shouldn't speak like that to your elders with such language. When a little girl like yourself doesn't know what she's talking about."

"I hope you burn in hell, for all the innocent people you killed including my father and family," Ceres stoutly said clenching her fists; Harry grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him. Professor Dumbledore chuckled and said, "I'm sorry Lucius but they still have a couple days until winter break, and these are important schools days. Come on Harry and Ceres. Good day Mr. Malfoy." Professor Dumbledore had them follow him to his office up the huge moving stairs. "What is that you are here so urgently," Professor Dumbledore said and sat down folding his hands on his desk. Harry explained his vision that he had to Dumbledore, the whole time Professor Dumbledore nodded listening to Harry. When Harry was finished Professor Dumbledore leaned back in his chair thinking deeply, "Lucius will get hold of Draco sooner or later, I guess I'll have to give the boy a pensieve so Voldemort can't reach certain thoughts or memories, as for you Miss Angstrom, I advise you to stay away from Lucius and warn your brother about this," Professor Dumbledore spoke thoughtfully.

Ceres nodded running her fingers through her auburn hair she finally said, "Can he sleep in Heirs common room? I don't exactly feel comfortable without him anymore." Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "Yes, it would be best anyways." Ceres and Harry after there conversation with Dumbledore walked to the Ravenclaw common room and got Orion to come with them.

(A/N: I have to cut the chapter short here; I won't have anytime this weekend to write because I'll be busy getting ready to go to the beach. I'll be going to the beach for a week, but when I'll get back I'll write the second half of this chapter. I'll keep the chapter in thought though! Thank you for your reviews! TheLostDuck )